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The Summerville Bazar 



An Entertainment in One Act 



By 
FRANK TOWSLEE 



BOSTON 

WALTER H. BAKER & CO. 

1911 



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CHARACTERS 



Deacon Tewksbury. 

Mr. Allen. 
Mr. Parker. 

Mr. Deaver, very deaf. 

Old Mose, a lazy negro. 
Tom Parker, in love with Alice. 
Jack Bosser, about sixteen 

years old. 
Charlie. 
Billy. 

Mrs. Fidgette, very nervous. 

Mrs. Dean. 

Mrs. Bosser, who criticizes 

everything. 
Mrs. Drawl, the opposite of 

her husband. 



Mr. Bosser, a henpecked 
husband. 

Mr. Dean. 

Mr. Drawl, who is like his 
name. 

Uncle Noah, the oldest in- 
habitant. 

Algernon Johnstone, a dude. 

Harry, who lisps. 

Dick. 

Frank. 

Mrs. Thorndyke, a helpful 

city woman. 
Mrs. Tewksbury. 
Mrs. Parker. 
Mrs. Allen, who is never 

quite certain. 
Mrs. Tawker, 
Mrs. Teller, 



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two gossips. 



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CHARACTERS 3 

Miss Thorndyke. Alice, Mary, | ^. 

Evelyn Emerson, an actress. Gertrude, V . . 

Elizabeth, ) * ir s ' 
Misses Blake, Ward] Gypsy Fortune-Teller. 

and White, I her Mrs. O' Grady. 

Misses Clark, Bar- \ friends. Mrs. Shultz. 

ton and Long, J Miss Olden, a typical stage 

old maid. 
Katrina, Mrs. Shultz 's niece. Mamie O' Grady. 
Henry Bosser. Molly Bosser. 

The Bosser Twins. Nellie Parker. 

Johnnie. Flossie. 

A child in gypsy costume can stand at side of fortune-teller 
and call, — " Fortunes told." The parts can be easily doubled 
so that many less people will be needed. The play can be 
given with little rehearsal, as those at table and booths can 
have their manuscript lying where it can be easily seen. The 
gossips can have theirs on the back of fans. 



The Summerville Bazar 



SCENE. — A long supper table stretches across back of stage ; 
a candy and lemonade booth r., and a fancy work, apron 
and sunbonnet booth l. Down stage in one booth have the 
fortune-teller. Mrs. Tawker and Mrs. Teller sit at o?ie 
side, down stage. 

(At rise of curtain, women are rushing to set the tables ; 
girls are arranging things in the booths ; one young man 
is holding a step-ladder, while another, on the ladder, is 
arranging flags or draperies. All the characters are on 
stage, busy as indicated, save those whose entrances are 
noted.) 

Gertrude. Guess we'll have to hire you boys to stand 
there and hold that. That's the fourth time it has come 
down. 

Billy (on ladder). I'm willing ! I'm sure it's a (snatches 
a piece of candy and eats it) perfectly sweet part of the hall. 
Eh, Tom ? 

Tom Parker (looking at Alice, busy with back turned). 
Oh, I don't know. I guess we can find something else just 
about as exciting to do. I'm going to buy my supper before 
everybody has been here and half the stuff is gone. 

Mrs. Dean. Just hand me them pickles, will you, Mrs. 
Parker? I'm afraid we have got to hurry or they'll begin to 
come before we're ready for them. 

Mrs. Drawl (appearing at door b. a). Do you think I'd 
better put the coffee on right away? 

Mrs. Allen. Yes, I think I would ; wouldn't you, Mrs. 
Dean? I don't know, though, maybe it ud be just as well to 
wait a little. Still — no ! I b'lieve I'd put it on now. 

Mrs. Parker. I don't believe I'd make very much. Just 
hand me that bread, will you, please? It's so hot they'll all 
want ice-tea. 

Deacon Tewksbury. Yas, an' you must give the girls a 

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6 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 

chance to make something out o' their lemonade table. Guess 
they're 'bout to land a sale now. 

{The boys have finished arra?tging the draperies, carried the 
ladder off stage, and are talking to the girls at the booths.} 

Dick. Yes, I'll start your candy going. Give me a pound 
of the best you have. " Sweets from the sweet/' you know. 

Alice. Um — guess I'm not on in this scene. You always 
trade with the same sales-girl, I suppose, because she is so po- 
lite and attentive. 

Dick. Well, if you'd just smile a little and forgive Tom 
Parker, you could be a "special sales-girl," too. Bet you 
could sell him the whole shootin' match and get more compli- 
ments than I could think of in all my brilliant lifetime. 

Deacon. You women folks got anything else you want me 
to do here ? 

Mrs. Dean. No, thank you, Deacon. Guess we're most 
ready now. 

Mrs. Tewksbury. Yes, it's awful hot weather to be givin' 
a bazar, but you know we have to have them in summer to 
make any money. 

Mrs. Drawl. Land sakes, yes ! Why, the last one we had 
in winter time, we only made nine dollars and thirty-two cents, 
and last summer when all the summer boarders came, we made 
more than twenty dollars. 

Mrs. P. Yes, Mrs. Perkins said all her summer boarders 
were coming. 

Mrs. A. And Mrs. Bell told me — no, 'twasn't Mrs. Bell, 
'twas Mrs. Porter — no— no — 'twasn't either, it was Mrs. Bell 
— and she said that if it was a pleasant night, some folks from 
Bridgeton — no — no, not from Bridgeton — from Hilldale — were 
coming over. 

{Enter Mrs. O' Grady.) 

Mrs. Drawl. Land sakes ! Here comes somebody a'ready ! 

Mrs. Thorndyke. Oh, it's that Mrs. O' Grady from the 
hollow. She offered to come over and wash the dishes. 
Good-evening, Mrs. O' Grady. It's very good of you to come. 

Mrs. O' Grady. Sure an' Oi wanted to help me little bit, 
an' it's nothin' Oi could do wid the fancy things an' the foine 
cookin', so Oi thought Oi might be after helpin' wid the dishes. 

Mrs. P. Why, that will be lovely ! How are your chil- 
dren, Mrs. O'Grady — and your husband? 

Mrs. O'G. Oh, the childer are all right, except Mamie 



THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 7 

here ; an' he be doin' very well, thank you, mum. Of course 
he has his — his off toimes. He was awful drunk the other 
night. 

Mrs. Thorn. Oh, that's too bad. I'm sorry to hear it. 

Mrs. O'G. Oh, not at all ! Sure if a man can't aise up a 
little bit now an' thin wid his poipe an' a little whiskey — why, 
loife don't mean much to 'em. 

Mrs. Thorn. Well, it's a good thing you can take it so 
easily and not let it worry you. 

Mrs. O'G. Worry? Sure me neighbors causes me trouble 
enough, widout lookin' for anything in me own family to worry 
over. That's what comes of havin' to live where there's Dutch 
an' ev'rything else. Me loife would be aisy enough if it warn't 
fer the neighbors. 

Mrs. Thorn. Why, what about them? How do they 
trouble you ? 

Mrs. O'G. Och ! They're jilous of iverything Oi have an' 
do. Oi'm a hard-vvorkin' woman an' Oi thry to make an hon- 
est livin' doin' washin' an' anything Oi can. Oi kape ivry 
thing nice an' nate, an' me husband he's satisfied, — he's got 
brains ! But them neighbors pick at me all the toime an' ac- 
cuse me of bein' stuck up. 

Mrs. P. Oh, I'm sure you're not, Mrs. O'Grady. 

Mrs. O'G. Sure an' Oi'm not. Of course, Mamie, here, 
is an invalid — she has a very dilicate stomach. This mornin' 
for breakfast the eggs were too soft for her— sort of wint to her 
brain. Yisterday she ate some cucumbers — too green. She 
can't ate oysters, — says they taste too clam-my. Of course 
bein' dilicate that way, loike a lady, sits her above those brats 
in the neighborhood, — an' they're jilous of her. An' Oi have 
a better lookin' house than any of thim, an' Oi kape it partic'- 
lar — an' they're jilous of that. 

Mrs. P. Oh, well, you shouldn't let that worry you so long 
as they don't really interfere with you in any way. 

Mrs. O'G. Interfere ! They're always doin' that. Now, 
as Oi said, Dinnis, me husband, is a foine man, an' has got 
brains ; but sometimes he do be drinkin' a little too much, an' 
thin if things don't jist suit him, he is loikely to throw the 
dishes, or the flat-iron, or some other triflin' little thing at me 
head. Wanct those neighbors came interferin' an' had him ar- 
rested, an' marched off to court for it. Raisin' a great rumpus 
over nothin' at all, at all ! Why, Dinnis was only aisin' his 
moind a bit ! 



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(Introduce an Irish song. As Mrs. O'G. sings, she moves 
about the stage a great deal, making many extravagant 
gestures, and Mamie O 1 Grady, who clings tightly to her 
skirts all the time, is dragged back and forth, and almost 
jerked off her feet at times. Mamie should be a very thin, 
" peaked" -looking little girl. Mrs. Bosser has entered 
while Mrs. O'G. was talking. She walks around scan- 
ning everything through eye-glasses.) 

Mrs. P. Come this way, Mrs. O' Grady. And now, Mamie, 
you can run out and play with the other children. 

(Mrs. B. at candy booth.) 

Alice. You didn't get down to help the ladies, Mrs. Bosser ? 

Mrs. B. No ! They had so much imported help from the 
city {looking scornfully in Mrs. Thorn. 's direction), that I 
didn't care to interfere. 1 felt very certain our ideas would not 
agree. 

Ger. Yes, Mrs. Thorndyke has been very kind in helping 
and suggesting. 

Alice. And her daughter has been so faithful in training 
the children for their program. 

( This speech is to be used when drills or songs by children 
are used at the beginning or end of the play.) 

Mrs. B. (picking up white cream candy). Was this made 
with brown sugar? (Smells and tastes it.) It's very grainy, 
and I think the milk must have been turned. 

Ger. (snappishly). I made that candy myself, Mrs. Bosser, 
with the best granulated sugar and good fresh milk. 

Mrs. B. Oh, then perhaps it's all right. You may give me 
ten cents' worth, please. 

Jack Bosser (as his mother turns away). I want some 
money, mother. 

Mrs. B. I've just bought some candy, Jack, and you can 
have some of it, — though I must save some for Henry and little 
Molly and the twins. I don't think it is very good. 

Jack. But, mother, I want money. Give me half a dollar. 

Mrs. B. Your father will pay for your supper, Jack. I 
suppose we'll have to get our suppers here or they won't get 
done talking about it all next winter. 

Jack. Yes, but mother, all the other fellows will be buying 
candy and lemonade for the girls, and I want 



THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 9 

Mrs. B. You don't need it, Jack. 

Mr. Allen. The folks that have bought the old Jenkins 
place said they was comin' to-night. 

Mr. Dean. I see they're buildin' a new piazzy, and Lem 
Decker says they're havin' plumbin' put in, so's they can have 
runnin' water in the kitchen and have a bath-tub. 

Mr. Drawl. Why, they ain't goin' to be here except sum- 
mer times. 

Mrs. Drawl. Land sakes ! I wish I had the money some 
folks has got. I'd show 'em how to spend it, — without wastin' 
it either. 

Mr. P. Hello, who is this coming ? 

Mrs. P. Oh, it's that Mrs. Fidgette from Chicago. She's 
enough to make anybody fly. 

Mrs. Tewks. Why, I was talkin' with her the other evenin', 
an' I thought she seemed real sociable an' nice. 

Mrs. Drawl. Oh, land sakes ! She's sociable inclined all 
right, but she's got some mighty highfalutin ideas. 

Mrs. Fidgette (entering). Good-evening — good-evening ! 
Charming evening, isn't it? I had hoped I might get down to 
help in my little way, but one of my nervous attacks, you know, 
prevented. 

Mrs. Thorn. I'm sorry that you have not been well. 

Mrs. F. Oh, just nerves, — nerves. You know what our 
American rush and bustle does to these poor nervous systems. 

Mrs. Thorn. Yes, most of us have found out at some 
time. 

Mrs. F. There were so many accidents and delays on the 
train when I came down — slight ones, of course, only slight 
ones — that it made me very nervous then. And the barn-yard 
fowls waken me very early in the morning. I'm not complain- 
ing, you understand, not complaining, — but of course, they are 
rather nerve racking. 

Mrs. P. But you must be very comfortably situated, Mrs. 
Fidgette. 

Mrs. F. Oh, fairly well, — fairly well. It's a very charm- 
ing place, I'm sure. But I've had so much trouble with 
maids. Why, I've had six cooks in the three weeks I've been 
here. Very irritating, — very exasperating. Gets on my nerves 
so ! 

Mrs. Thorn. Yes, we find it quite difficult to keep them 
in the country. 

Mrs. F. That's the trouble, exactly. One of mine wouldn't 



10 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 

stay because it is so quiet here, — so little going on. She was 
not at all troubled with nervousness, you see, — she was not 
seeking quiet. Two of them were used to going to the sea- 
shore with families, and they wouldn't stay because they missed 
the surf-bathing. And another one thought there would be no 
chance for her young man to get work here. She managed to 
stay over one Sunday without him, and then she went back to 
the city. The constant changing and disturbing of my house- 
hold quite upsets my nerves, you know. 

Mrs. Drawl. Well, it's real nice to see you take it so 
pleasant, anyway. There was a Mrs. Updyke down here last 
summer, and she just got real mad because her hired girl's 
mother died an' the girl went home the very day she was ex- 
pectin' her mother-in-law to come for a visit. She said it was 
hard enough to entertain some company, without havin' all the 
cookin' an' other work throwed onto you besides. Said girls 
never did appreciate a good easy place when they got it, and 
anyway, the girl ought to 'a' give her two or three days' 
notice if her mother was goin' to die an' she was goin' to 
leave. 

Mrs. F. Very trying situation ! It must have — gotten on 
her nerves, you know. 

Mrs. Drawl. For my part, I couldn't see as the poor girl 
was anyways to blame. She probably wasn't wantin' her 
mother to die, and bein' human she naturally wanted to go 
home when she did die, — other folks' mother- in-laws notwith- 
standin'. 

Mrs. Dean. You'll find a seat at that table right over 
there, Mrs. Fidgette. There's that lady that's boardin' at Mrs. 
Perkins's. Maybe you happen to know her and you could sit 
together. 

Mrs. Tawker. Well, I knew you'd hardly believe it, but 
that's just what she said to me ! Oh, yes, but she did ! Of 
course, you mustn't say anything about it ! This is absolutely 
secret ! 

Mrs. Teller. But are you sure? It doesn't seem as if 
she could mean — — 

Mrs. Tawker. Oh, but my dear ! You should have heard 
her ! It wasn't what she said, so much as the way she said it ! 
Now you mustn't let this go any farther — I wouldn't have her 
know for the world that I'd said anything about it 

Mrs. Teller. Oh, no ! I won't mention it ! 

Mrs. Tawker. But really, I didn't know what to think. 



THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR II 

And you can just imagine how it made me feel ! Why, I never 
dreamed she would ever act that way toward me. Of course, 
you must never breathe this ! And then if she didn't 

{Whispers.') 

Uncle Noah. I remember the first bazar the ladies in this 
town ever give; old Gran'ma Pettingill give 'em a patch-work 
quilt that her gran'mother had made, — a risin' sun pattern, I 
think 'twas — an' they sold tickets on it an' had a drawin'. 

Mr. A. {seated at the table with other men). But I tell 
you, if they go about it that way, they'll never get anywhere. 
That's one of the big questions before congress, an' they ought 
to settle it at once. Now, see here, if they'd just appoint a 
committee 

Noah. 1 remember when Lincoln an' Douglas hed their 
great debate. Why, the hull country was roused up. 

(Mrs. Dean, Mrs. A., Mrs. P. and Mrs. Tewks. are 
serving those at the table.) 

Mrs. Dean. Oh, do you? I always use four eggs, and 
heat the milk for mine. Then, if it's a little bit old, you never 
notice it. 

Mrs. A. I use four eggs, too ! No — no, I don't, either. 
Let me think — no ! I use only three — an' then I use — no, not 
in that — yes, yes, I do — I use sour milk and saleratus. I'm 
more sure it won't be a failure that way. 

Mrs. Tewks. Have you tried any of that new flour they're 
sellin' at Smith an' Green's, Mrs. Allen? 

Mrs. A. No, — yes, — no — let me think, — which flour do 
you mean ? 

Mrs. Tewks. It's called the " Snowy Dream," an' I think 
it's elegant. It makes the whitest bread you ever dreamt of. 

Mks. Dean. Well, I've used the "Golden Special" for 
ten years, an' I guess I'll stick to it for ten more. It suits me 
all right. 

Mrs. Tewks. Well, this new kind is a little cheaper than 
the old ones, an' then there's sometimes a spoon in the sack, 
or sometimes a ticket, an' you save 'em an' you can get a 
banquet-lamp or a rockin' -chair, or a set of knives or forks or 
spoons. 

Mrs. A. Oh, that's the way Mrs. Perkins — no, I guess 
'twas Mrs. Carter — got that new rug of hers last year. The 



11 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 

green one with the big yellow — no, pink, — yes, pink roses on 
it. Only she got hers with tea — or maybe 'twas salt. 

Mrs. Tewks. Well, really there's a chance to just pretty 
near furnish your whole house from " Snowy Dream " coupons. 
Deacon's been needin' some new ties, an' I been thinkin' we 
might's well get 'em that way. 

Mrs. Dean. Well, I s'pose I might try it. We've been 
wantin' a foldin'-bed and a talkin' -machine. 

(An old negro enters.) 

Frank. Hello, Mose ! What are you doing here ? How's 
Aunt Jinny? 

Old Mose. Putty bumptious {rubbing his head), — yaas, 
putty bumptious, thankee, suh. But lil' Nebgunnezzer, he 
done been putty sick. Dat baby chile always got sumpin' 
wrong wif hisself. 

Charlie. Makes it pretty tough for a hard-working man 
(winking at boys) like you, I suppose ? 

Mose. Yaas, suh, hit's a putty tol'ble obstrep'rous burden, 
suh. 

Jack. Oh, come now, Mose, jig a little and cheer up. 

(Boys pat and he dances. Or, if preferred, say ; " Sing us 
that song about . It'll cheer you up.") 

Mrs. P. (after the dance or song). I suppose you came, 
Mose, to see if we couldn't send some of the left-over things 
down to your place? 

Mose. Yaas-um — yaas-um ! 

Mr. P. I should think you'd quit tiring yourself out com- 
ing 'round here to ask, Mose. You know the ladies always 
send a lot of good stuff down to Jinny and the pickanins, even 
if you are such a good-for-nothing, lazy nigger. 

Mose. Yaas, suh, — thankee, suh ! (Turns to Mrs. P. 
and points to fancy-work booth.) An' if yo' has any o' them 
left, ah 'specs Jinny kin use some ob 'em. 

Mrs. P. Well, we will see, Mose, — we'll see. 

Mose (backing out and bowing at each step). Yaas-um, 
thankee, ma'am. Yo' unnerstan', ma'am — sumpin' fer usa- 
bility, not fer nashability. 

Jack (to his father). Dad, give me a half dollar. 

Mr. Bosser. What for, Jack ? 

Jack. Why, I want some money to spend like the other 



THE SUMMERV1LLE BAZAR I3 

fellows. Hang it all, I'm old enough to have money of my 
own. 

Mr. B. I know it, Jack, I know it. Where's your mother, 
Jack? 

(Jack points to his mother at fancy-work booth, and his 
father slyly slips money into his hand.") 

Mrs. B. {carefully examining an apron). This don't look 
well sewed, at all ! Humph ! Cheap quality ! It'll probably 
fade. 

Mary. I think you'll find they're the quality aprons are 
usually made of. {Very sweetly.) Did you wish some of 
imported gingham? 

Noah {gazing at things in the booth). I remember when 
the women folks wore sunbonnets all the time, — an' print 
dresses, too. 

Enter Miss Olden. 

Miss O. Good-evening, Deacon. Good-evening, Mr. Dean. 
How-de-do, Tom ? Hello, Dick. Good-evening, Mr. Allen. 

Deacon. Wall, I didn't s'pose you'd be comin' down here 
alone, Miss Olden. 

Miss O. {simpering). Why ? — Why not, Deacon ? Do you 
think I ain't capable of gettin' around by myself? 

Deacon. Capable ? Oh, yes, — yes ! Guess you've passed 
the creepin' age, an' learnt how to walk ! But I didn't think 
your many admirers would allow you to come alone. 

Billy {to the other boys). Gee ! Who are they? 

Miss O. Well, you see I've just come back from Hope- 
ville, an' maybe they don't know I'm here. I've been visitin' 
Ann Spencer, an' some of my other girl friends. 

Mrs. Drawl. Land sakes ! Is that so ? Had a good 
time, I s'pose? 

Miss O. Oh, had a handsome time, — handsome time ! 
Ann give a party in my honor, an' one of the girls there spoke 
several pieces, an' I sang for 'em — an' we had a real lovely, 
sociable time. 

Dick {winking at boys). Won't you sing your song for us 
now? 

Miss O. {simpering at Dick). Well, I s'pose I might. 

Frank. Ye gods ! She's going to do it ! 

{Old maid song.) 



14 THE SUMMeRVILLE BAZAR 

Nellie Parker (running in). Ma, kin I have some cake? 

Mrs. P. No, wait till you have your supper. 

Nell. Why? 

Mrs. P. Because you know that I don't want you to have 
a piece. 

Nell. Why? 

Mrs. P. Because it's bad for your digestion. 

Nell. What's di-ges-tion, ma? 

Mrs. P. Run out again and play, Nellie, I'm busy. 

Nell. Ma, what's he eatin' ? 

Mrs. P. I don't know, I'm sure. 

Nell. Is it good ? 

Mrs. P. I'm sure I don't know. Nellie, it isn't polite to 
be curious about what other people are eating. 

Nell. What's cur-i-ous? 

Mrs. P. Nellie ! Will you go out with the other children ? 

Nell. Can I have a pickle first? 

Mrs. P. No ! 

Nell. Can I have two dishes of ice-cream when I eat my 
supper ? 

Mrs. P. We'll see when your supper time comes. 

Nell. When will it come ? 

Mrs. P. After the big folks have had theirs. 

Nell. Why do children always have to wait till the big 
folks are through ? 

Mrs. P. Nellie, do stop asking questions ! 

Nell. Well, can't I have some cake? 

Mrs. P. I said no ! 

Nell. Why is Miss Olden always hanging around those 
young men ? 

(Mrs. P. jerks her off the stage.) 

Frank. Say, Miss Olden, you ought to have your, fortune 
told ! 

Miss O. Oh, do you think so? 

Harry. Sure ! Everybody elthe is. 

Tom. Yes, Miss Olden, I tell you Fantima's great ! 

Char. The one and only gypsy bluff ! 

Miss O. Well, all right ; but I just had it told over to 
Hopeville. The one over there said I'd be married rather 
young. 

Mr. Drawl. Must have been readin' it backward. 



THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 15 

(Miss O. sits at Fortune-Teller's table or booth.*) 

F. T. I see that you are very beautiful and much ad- 
mired 

Dick (Jo the boys). She must find that admiration in her 
mirror. 

F. T. Your head and heart lines are widely separated. 
Your heart line is very strong, and has many breaks and crosses, 
which would indicate that you have had many romantic affairs. 

Dick (to boys). Yes, many ! But they were like my attack 
of the mumps — all on one side. 

F. T. Beware of a dark man ! He thinks only of your 
beauty, without appreciating those deeper qualities of soul with 
which you will bless the partner of your joys and sorrows. 

Billy. The what ? 

Harry. Bleth what, did she say ? 

F. T. These small lines indicate that you have approached 
matrimony several times. 

Frank. Approached is good ! — not any nearer than the 
fellows could help ! 

Char. Yes, they've all been good runners ! 

F. T. The indications are that you will marry — ahem ! — 
that you will marry — er — a — that you will marry 

Elizabeth. Oh, good ! Here come those girls that are 
staying at Mrs. Carter's. 

Miss O. Yes, Mis' Perkins was tellin' me about them this 
mornin'. She says the one that seems to be the leader of the 
gang is a actress. 

Mrs. Drawl. Yes, it's true ! Mrs. Carter told me so her- 
self. She says the girl told her, — just right out plain ! But 
she says she's so quiet an' well-behaved that she don't see any 
reason for turnin' her out. 

Miss Thorndyke. Why, of course, she's quiet and well- 
behaved ! She is perfectly lovely, isn't she, girls? 

Mary. Indeed she is ! We met her and her friends, too, 
the other night. 

(Enter Miss Evelyn Emerson and friends.) 

Miss E. Good-evening ! May we have some of your sup- 
per? We've seen such mysterious and tempting looking bas- 
kets and bundles coming in this direction all day. 

Mr. P. Whoop ! Clear the way ! Everybody stand 
aside, — here comes AT Johnson ! 



l6 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 

Tom. Now, dad, that's an unpardonable error on your 
part. Don't you know he's been Algernon Johnstone ever 
since he got his first raise in salary after he went to the city? 

Mr. P. Well, he used to be just Al Johnson, — son of old 
Al. 

Mr. Drawl. Yes, he used to have red hair, too. 

Mr. Dean. Wonder what he's down here for? 

Mr. Drawl. Cheap place to spend his vacation, I guess. 
And I hear he's tryin' to dispose of the old place. 

Mr. A. {laughing). Wonder if he will buy a yacht or an 
air-ship with the proceeds ? 

Mr. Drawl. Air-castle, I bet ! The few acres old Johnson 
had left when he died ain't good for anything. Ground all 
full o' stones, an' the house gone to rack an' ruin. 

Mr. A. Mrs. Carter told me that young Al — Algernon, is 
"baching" it over in the old house. 

Mr. Drawl. I told you it was a cheap place to spend a 
vacation. 

{Enter Algernon Johnstone.) 

Miss Blake (aside to Miss E.). Oh, Evelyn, it's that 
empty-head that has been trying so hard to flirt with us ! 

Alg. Aw, good-evening, Miss Alice ! — Miss Gertrude ! 
I — aw — see they've chosen very — aw — er — most appropriate 
venders aw — of their — er — sweets. 

(He looks all the time at Miss E. and her friends.') 

Ger. (aside). Might as well do it now, Alice. He is dying 
to meet her. 

Alice. Mr. Johnstone, let me introduce you to Miss Emer- 
son and her friends. 

Alg. Aw, chawmed, I'm suah ! I've been wondering if 
some — er — goddess of good fortune — aw — wasn't going to make 
it possible for me to — to — er — have the pleashaw of such — aw — < 
agreeable acquaintances. I — er — have seen you on the street 
— aw — don cher knaw ! 

Girls (in chorus). Really ? 

Alg. Yaws, bah Jove ! Beastly slow place, isn't it? 

Miss E. We find it delightful ! We enjoy the quiet. 

Alg. Yaws? But so few — er — -congenial — aw — er,— don 
cher knaw. Not much like Bah Harbor and Newport. 

Miss Ward (to Miss White). Suppose he has ? 



THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 1 7 

Miss White. Oh, he's probably been there on Sunday 
excursions. 

Miss E. Well, really, you know, Mr. Johnstone, I've never 
gone to those big resorts. I find places like this more restful, — 
more economical, and therefore more to my taste. 

Alg. Weally ? Why, I shouldn't be here at all if it weren't 
for business reasons. Settling old family estate and that sort 
of thing, don cher knaw. 

Miss Clark. Yes ! I think we passed your ancestral hold- 
ings yesterday. 

Miss Barton (to one of the girls). I'll bet he has a job at 
the ribbon counter. 

Alg. Such a pleashaw for congenial people to — er — meet, — 
aw — isn't it? 

Miss E. Oh, we've seen lots of your brothers in New York, 
Mr. Johnstone. 

Miss Long. But have thus far escaped meeting them ! 

Miss Blake. Yes, for downright thrilling experience recom- 
mend me to the country. 

Alg. Aw, — pawdon, I have no brothers in New Yawk. 

Miss E. No? I'm sure the front rows in the theatre are 
always filled with them, and we usually find some hanging 
'round the stage-door afterward. 

{The girls all laugh. Dude introduces a song, Tom, Harry, 
Billy, Frank, Dick, and Char, serving as chorus. 
During the song Miss E. beckons her friends and they 
slip off stage. Mrs. Tawker and Mrs. Teller gossip 
busily during the song.) 

Mrs. Teller. Oh, well, I know it's true, — Mrs. Gray told 
me, and Miss Smith told her, that her cousin's wife knew it to 
be a fact. Isn't it awful ? 

Mrs. Tawker. Awful ! And they say that it isn't the first 
time by any means. They did the same way when they lived 
out west. 

Mrs. Teller. Think of that ! What do you suppose will 
be done about it ? 

Mrs. Tawker. Oh, I've no doubt we'll wake up some 
morning and find them gone. I should think they'd want to 
leave town, anyway. But, of course, you never can tell about 
such people. Their nerve is enough to carry them through 
anything. 



1 8 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 

Mrs. Teller. And usually does ! Why, you know I heard 
— of course I don't know that I ought to repeat this, but I had 

it from good authority — that (Whispers.) Yes! and 

not only that, but they ( Whispers again.) Oh, really ! — 

yes — I know that for a fact. 

Mrs. Tawker. Well, for my part, I never did like her. 
She always tried to put on such airs. 

Mrs. Teller. Well, what can you expect? You know 
they say she never had been used to anything till he married 
her. And besides 

Mrs. B. (to her husband). Nathaniel! I believe you have 
on that tie you bought for yourself. 

Mr. B. Yes, Henrietta, I couldn't find 

Mrs. B. Don't tell me you couldn't anything! 

Mr. B. But, Henrietta 

Mrs. B. And don't "but Henrietta" me! You know I 
detest that tie. 

Mr. B. Yes, Henrietta. It's the only one you ever let me 
buy for myself. 

Mrs. B. Let you ! You'll please remember that you 
bought that atrocious thing without my knowledge. 

Mr. B. Yes, Henrietta. It attracted 

Mrs. B. Now, don't persist in talking about it! I think 
we've thoroughly discussed the question before. Go and find 
the children and bring them to supper. If we don't eat right 
away there won't be a decent thing left. But then if we'd 
wanted anything really good, we'd better have stayed at home. 

(Mr. B. goes out after children.') 

Mr. Drawl. Huh ! They don't need to keep a dog, do 
they? She's got him at the end of a chain. 

Mrs. B. 1 suppose Mrs. Thorndyke superintended the 
draping of those flags. Humph ! I've seen things done more 
artistically. (Mr. B. enters with children.) Oh, you've 
come already? You never did anything so quick in your life. 
Well, you sit on that side of the table with Henry on one side 
of you and little Molly on the other. 

Mr. B. Yes, Henrietta . 

Mrs. B. And you, children, come 'round here with me, 
and — where's Jack ? 

Henry Bosser. He-he-he ! He's talkin' to a girl. 

(Johnnie and Flossie run in,) 



THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR. 1<) 

John. Oh, oh ! Ma ! I got stung ! Oh, oh ! — a bee ! 

Mrs. A. Where, dear, where ? Oh, I guess it isn't very- 
bad. Run out and play again. 

Floss, (as they go out}. Tell you what, Johnnie, you 
ought to go see my uncle that's a doctor. He's fine on bee- 
stings ! He always fixes us kids up when we get stung. 
'Course when we have measles or scarlet fever, or anything 
real bad the matter with us, mamma always sends for Dr. 
Tucker, but Uncle Ben is great on bee-stings ! 

(Henry brings Jack to the table.) 

Mrs. B. Sit right there, Jack. 

Jack. I'm going to eat after a while. 

Mrs. B. Jack Bosser, did you hear me? You sit right 
down there and eat with your family. I'm not going to have 
you hanging around waiting for any silly girl. You couldn't 
eat with one, anyway, without paying for her supper, and you 
can't do that without money. I'd like to know who made this 
bread, If I couldn't do better than that, I'd never offer 
another loaf to a church supper. 

Mr. B. Why, Henrietta, it seems like mighty good bread 
to me. 

Mrs. B. And I suppose you know all about bread making, 
Mr. Bosser? 

Enter Mrs. Shultz. 

Mrs. S. Fere is dot O'Grady voman? I loog oud of mine 
vindow und I see her come by dis vay, und I say to mineself, 
"I come by dot vay, too." 

Mrs. Thorn. And what did you want ? 

Mrs. S. Vant ? Vant ? I vant to do same vot dot Irish 
voman do. I bin Frau Shultz, und I lif by dot stuck up 
O'Grady voman. She tink she do tings vat her neighbors 
can't do, — und mine man, he say, " You not let her come 
ahead of you." Everyting go fine und right for dot Irish 
voman. She lif by better house dan ve do. Her garten alvays 
grow right. She keep peegs. Huh ! Peegs is easy ! Ve 
oder vomens ve try to raise turkeys und geeses und dey is hard 
luck ! It is so vet down in dot hollow, und vet is bad for 
turkeys und little geeses. Oh, I had dp loveliest brood of little 
geeses ! But de 'old geese she die und dose little tings vas 
yust goin' to be kilt mit so much vet, so I take 'em und put 



20 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 

'em in a old vash-boiler, und by 'n by veil I go take de top off 
dot boiler, dose little geeses stretch up der necks und say — 
"quack, quack, quack ! " (she stretches her neck and throws 
back her head in imitation), dey vas yust so glad to see me. 
(All laugh. Katrina enters shyly.) Oh, I forget ! I bring 
mine niece, Katrina, mit me. She is more smarter dan dot 
Frau 0' Grady's girls ! She not been over from Holland long 
time. 

Alice. How interesting ! 

Eliz. Can she speak English, Mrs. Shultz ? 

Mrs. S. Ya ! She speak English. Her fader — he is mine 
brudder — he come over here und lif von while, und den he go 
back to Holland. Und a 'Merican lady vas been over dere, 
und she lif by Katrina' s house, und she go oud und paint pic- 
tures of de vindmills und de vater und de cows. Und she 
make Katrina stand in de picture sometime, und she teach 
Katrina speak English. Katrina, come sing for dem dot Eng- 
lish song vat you know about de little Dutch girl. 

(Dutch song or dance.) 

Mary. It's all right for you to be hanging around here, 
Tom Parker, but if you had any sense you'd just put on a bold 
face and go over there where you want to be. 

Tom. Wht> said that I didn't want to be here? 

Mary. Nobody had to say it. It's perfectly self-evident to 
anybody with half an eye that you have both eyes on Alice. 

Eliz. What's wrong between you and Alice, anyway ? 
Haven't seen you together for over a week. 

Mary. Mercy ! What a question ! Do you suppose they 
could tell if their lives depended on it what is the matter with 
them ? Probably quarreled for the fun of making up again. 
Better run along and do it now — (to Tom) we're busy. 

Tom. It takes two to break a quarrel just as well as to make 
one. 

Eliz. (reaching over and tapping him on the head). How 
thick is that anyway? Haven't you seen that Alice has had 
one eye fairly glued over here ever since you've been standing 
here talking ? 

(Harry comes up to booth.) 

Harry. Thay, Elithabeth. 



THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 11 

Dick. Here the ith, Harry. Now, what do you want with 
Elithabeth ? 

Harry. Hang it all ! I with you felloth had thomething 
wrong with you, — maybe you'd thympathithe a little. 

Frank. Thympathithe a little ? 

Eliz. Now, you fellows stop ! You make Harry lisp. 
He doesn't always do it. 

Dick. Ah, the champion of the persecuted ! 

Char. Oh-ho ! the lady says he doesn't ! Well, he just 
does — always ! 

Harry. I don't, either, alwayth ! 

Frank. Well, when don't you, I'd like to know. 

Harry. I don't lithp when I'm not talking. 

Mrs. B. Did you say this is Mrs. Perkins's sunshine cake? 
(Examines it closely, smells and tastes it.~) She seems to have 
lost her knack of making it as she used to. 

Molly. I think it's good cake, ma. Give me another 
piece. 

Mrs. B. No, Molly, I'll give you some when we get home. 
Then I'll be sure it won't give you indigestion. 

Billy. Come, Uncle Noah, you want to have your fortune 
told. 

Noah. Eh ? Me? I guess my fortune is pretty well worked 
out. But I remember about sixty year ago when I had mine 
told by some gypsies. They was campin' under the willers 
down by the East bridge there — only there wa'n't any bridge 
then, — you had to ford the creek. An' they was a woman 
with 'em that told lots o' cur'ous things that come true. Told 
old Jeff Baker that they'd be a death in his fam'ly 'fore long, 
an' sure enough, the Jersey cow they'd had for fifteen year up 
an' died 'fore that month was gone. Told that the creek 'ud 
overflow an' do considerable damage the next spring, an' it did. 

Char. The creek has a sort of a habit of doing that every 
spring, hasn't it, Uncle Noah? 

Noah. Waal, I dunno but it has. 

F. T. Your hand is a very fortunate one, and your life on 
the whole will be happy and prosperous. 

Noah. I remember the other one said that. 

F. T. You seem to have lost several friends through death. 

Noah. Waal ! How did you know that? 

F. T. Your line of life is strong, and you will probably live 
to quite a good old age. 

Noah. I remember the other one said that, too. He-he- 



%1 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 

he! the curiousest thing she told anybody was, — she 
told Sally Trippit they'd be a big party in the town hall within 
a few weeks. Waal, ev'rybody was a-watchin' ev'rybody else 
and wonderm' who was goin' to give a party so big they 
couldn't have it to home. 'Sposed they must be goin' t' ask 
ev'rybody that lived within twenty mile. Or thought maybe 
the young folks was plannin' a dance an' wanted all the room 
they was to chassey in. But ev'rybody pertested innocence, 
an' told ev'rybody else that they didn't know nothin' about it. 
Waal, 'bout three weeks after that, they was a big political pow- 
wow down in the town hall, an' when we all got there, we 
found that the chief speaker of the evenin' was big Ben Jack- 
son, from over in Walnut County. Bill weighed nigh unto 
three hunderd pounds, you know. He-he-he ! Guess that 
was a big party, all right ! An' they wa'n't no other kind in 
the town hall that winter, so Ben must a bin it. 

Mrs. Teller. Well, did you see the one that girl wore that 
was up at Mrs. Perkins's last week? Really it was as big as a 
wash-tub ; and it had peaches and plums on this side, and 
grapes and pomegranates over here, and up in front there was 
something that looked like a head of lettuce, — of course it may 
not have been, — but it looked like it. 

Mrs. Tawker. Well, I thought I'd have my new one very 
simple. Just faced with silk, and with some lace falling off the 
back, and some flowers on one side, and a plume on the other, 
and perhaps a little ribbon and a buckle. 

Mrs. Teller. Oh, that will be dear ! I'm so glad flounces 
have come back, aren't you? Oh, you can't drive them away 
for very long ! — and they set so lovely ! I've got a new plaid 
that I thought I'd have made with flounces - 

Mr. A. What do those two women find to talk about so 
much ? 

Mr. Drawl. Dun no ! They both seem to have a sort of a 
breakin' out around the mouth. 

(Mr. Deaver wanders down stage c.) 

Harry. Don't you want to have your forthune told, Mr. 
Deaver ? 

Mr. Deaver. Eh? What say? 

Harry. Don't you want to have your forthune told ? 

Mr. Deaver. Cold? No, I ain't got a cold, — ain't had 
none all summer, an' it's the first summer in years, too. 



THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 2$ 

Harry. Thummer ith a bad time for a cold, — hard to thake 
'em off. 

Mr. Deaver. Cough ? No, thank goodness ! I ain't had 
a cough, either. Tell you Lem Decker's is a-gettin' pretty bad. 
If he don't get rid of it pretty quick he'll have to go to Arizona 
with the lungers. 

Harry. It'th a great country ! I'd like to go out wetht. 

Mr. Deaver. Without his vest ! That's it exactly ! Goin' 
'round here in them shirt-waists ! A man ain't no business 
doin' it. It's all right to take his coat off if he gets overhet, 
an' go in his shirt-sleeves, but Lem ought to wear his vest more 
to pertect his chist,then he wouldn't have such a tarnal cough. 

Harry. Yeth, I thuppothe thoe. But I didn't thay cold 
in the firtht plathe. I athked you if you didn't want to have 
your forthune told by the gypthy. 

Mr. Deaver. Tipsy? Who? Where? Who'd dast to 
come to a entertainment tipsy? 

Harry. No, no, no ! — forthune ! — gypthy ! {Makes fran- 
tic gestures toward foi'tune-telling booth?) Oh, thith ith too 
thlrenuous for me ! 

{He rushes aiuay. Miss E. and her friends have returned. 
Miss O. approaches Miss E. with arms stiffly folded.} 

Miss O. I wonder, — would you answer a question if I was 
to ask you one ? 

Miss E. Why, probably, Miss Olden, if I could. Of course 
it depends somewhat on the question. 

Miss O. Well, I just wondered if you're one of them ac- 
tresses that goes prancin' all over the stage with short dresses on ! 

Miss E. Oh, no, not at all, Miss Olden. I play characters 
in dramas. 

Miss O. Well, I'm glad to know you ain't so long as you've 
come to our bazar. I never seen any of 'em but once. 'Twas 
when I visited the Reapers up in the city. Hal Reaper sug- 
gested one evenin' that we goto the oprey, — comic oprey, they 
called it, — an' in all innocence, — I went. Well ! most of the 
time the stage was full of girls, — as I say, with short skirts on, 
or no skirts at all, an' they kept dancin' around, an' swingin' 
their arras, an' singin* stuff that you couldn't make head or tail 
to. An' the leader of 'em was the worst one in the lot. She 
done more prancin' an' swingin' than any of 'em. 

Miss E. Oh, you mean the soubrette ! No, I'm not a 



24 THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 

soubrette, though I do sometimes introduce a song into my 
part. 

Miss Thorn. It seems to me we would all appreciate such 
an introduction, right now. 

Miss E. Well, I don't mind. It's just as well to keep in 
practice, you know. 

(She sings , her friends acting as chorus.) 

Miss Thorn. How did you like the song, Mr. Deaver ? 

Mr. Deaver. Eh ? What say ? 

Miss Thorn. How did you like the song ? 

Mr. Deaver. Corn ? Oh, yes, yes ! Fine weather for 
corn. Ours is gettin' up nigh six feet tall. 

Miss Thorn. No, no ! The song, the song. How did you 
like the song, — song ? 

Mr. Deaver. Oh, I couldn't hear it very well. Ye see I'm 
jest a leetle deef, an' I can't hear songs an' speakin' pieces very 
easy. Of course I can hear ord'nary conversation all right, — 
like we're talkin' now. 

(Before this last speech is reached Miss Thorn, should be 
screaming at the top of her voice in her effort to make him 
understand.} 

Enter Mrs. Drawl with basket of provisions, which she gives 
to Mrs. O'G. and Mamie, who follow her. 

Mrs. O'G. Oh, now isn't that illigant ! Sure an' you're 
koind to the loikes of me. Bedad an' it's a feast we'll be havin' 
at our house for a week to come. 

Mrs. Dean (entering with basket, which she puts on table). 
I'll put this basket here for Mose, and send one of the boys out 
to find him. 

Tom (going up to Alice at candy booth). I want some 
candy. 

Alice. What kind ? 

Tom. The kind you made. 

Alice. How much ? 

Tom. I'll take all there is left. (Alice reaches under table 
and brings out an armful of boxes. Tom looks startled, — then 
laughs') How does it happen that so much of yours is left? 

Alice. I thought — Dick said — I hoped — maybe you'd want 
to buy some of it. 



THE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 25 

(Tom laughs, and they eat candy together.') 

Mr. Drawl {climbing on a chair). Now it seems the ladies 
have provided more stuff for this occasion than we've been able 
to get rid of. They seem to have a habit of doin' that. Say, 
you people out there, come in here. {Motions people in from 
the wings both sides of stage.) I'm sure I done my duty 
an' I seen Parker an' Allen there layin' in for all they was 
worth, an' I wonder that some of these young fellows ain't 
busted, but still there's a lot of fine cakes an' pies an' bread left, 
an' I guess some of the fancy fixin's, too. An' so they thought 
maybe we might sort of auction 'em off. You see every dollar 
is goin' to help toward this new carpet the ladies are tryin' to 
buy for the church. Here, Dick, you come an' take charge 
of this job. I'll never get through. 

Dick. No, — go ahead, Mr. Drawl, You'll get through by 
Christmas. 

Mr. Drawl. Yes, just about that time; an' meanwhile 
everybody in town 'ud be gettin' pneumonia an' chillblains be- 
cause we hadn't no carpet down. 

Dick. All right. (Steps on chair.) Right this way, ladies 
and gentlemen. Auction of the general left-overs of the Sum- 
merville Bazar. Step up, step up, step up, and view the re- 
mains. Now is the time to look around and decide upon the 
article or articles you wish to buy and be ready to bid on them 
when they are put up. Remember that Christmas is coming 
next winter, — remember all the birthday presents you have to 
buy during the year, — remember the children are crying for 
bread and you have to provide it; and if you haven't a crust 
of bread for them, — why, you'll have to give them cake. And 
then remember that this is your chance to get all these things , 
" sheap, sheap, sheap." Ah, here's a mighty fine-looking cake. 
Just gaze on that now, — did you ever see anything so tempting? 
I'll bet that's some of the food of the gods of Olympus, — and 
they've let it fall to earth by mistake. Now what am I bid for 
this? {Bidding begins.) Ten cents is bid. Fifteen — twenty 
— twenty is bid — who'll raise it ? Twenty-five — who'll raise 
twenty-five ? Only twenty-five cents. Raise it ! Raise it ! 
Why, twenty-five cents is an insult to a cake like that ! I'd 
give more than twenty-five cents just to have it for a paper 
weight — I beg your pardon. {Laughs.) Who'll raise it? 
Who'll raise it ? Going at twenty-five — going at — thirty ! 
Thirty is bid. Who'll — thirty-five? There's a man that 



26 TttE SUMMERVILLE BAZAR 

knows the real thing when he sees it. Going at thirty- five- 
going — going — gone ! to Mr. Parker for thirty-five cents. 
Now there's a man who doesn't intend to let his wife and chil- 
dren starve for the meagre, bare necessities of life. {Looks at 
Alice and Tom.) Seems to be a sweet tooth in the family ! 
Now I have a fine large, ripe tomato. {One of the girls 
whispers to him.) Oh, I beg your pardon ! The lady says it's 
a pin-cushion. Anyway it is full grown and dead ripe and 
right in season. You can't always get such perfect vegetables 
as that. Now what am I bid? {A bid of five cents is made.) 
—Five cents? Five cents? Why the person that made that 
bid ought to be ashamed. I should think that if you want 
something for nothing you'd go out in your own garden and 
pick a fresh tomato and stick pins in that. Now who'll make 
a bid that won't bring tears to the eyes of a tomato, — I mean, 
potato. Etc., etc., etc. Now that is the last article and the 
end of the Summerville Bazar. 

{End with a song with all on stage. The bidding ca?i be 
turned to the audience, and a real auction carried on as a 
finale.) 



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CHARACTERS 
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Colonel Barnaby Strutt, "Crawling Codwollopers," 
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Dick Randall, who seeks his fortune. 
Tom Busby, a traveling merchant. 
Amanda Armstrong, Josians wife. 
Nellie Armstrong, driven from home. 
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Mr. Carew Carlton, his nephew. aunt. 

Mr. Tom Ashleigh. Mrs. Easyman, ) her 

Jackson, a servant. Miss Bessie Carroll, j nieces. 

Michael Flynn. Desdemona, the ghost, 

A PAIR OF BURGLARS 

By Byron P. Glenn 

Two males, two females. One act. Costumes modern ; scenery, an 
easy interior. Plays half an hour. A brisk little curtain raiser of the 
" vaudeville " type, moving all the time. Easy and effective ; all the parts 
young people and well-dressed. Strongly recommended. 

Price, if cents 

DANE'S DRESS-SUIT CASE 

By Robert C. V, Meyers 

Two males, one female. One act. Costumes modern ; scene, an easy 
interior. Plays fifteen minutes. An excellent short play to fill out a bili 
or to fill in an intermission. All action and lots of fun. All parts young 
and well-dressed. 

frice, 1$ cents 



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THE COLLEGE BALL 

A Comedy in Four Acts 
By Harry O. Osgood 
Seven males, five females. Costumes modern ; scenery, three interiors. 
Plays two hours and a half. Written expressly for school and college per- 
formance, and strongly recommended for this purpose. Easy to stage, all 
the parts good, plot of strong and sympathetic interest, lots of good and 
characteristic incident — in short, just what is asked for for this purpose. 
A sure success. Price, 25 cents 

CHARACTERS 

Tom Bradford \ o . Kitty Peters, his daughter. 

Dick Adams J ' Frances Wing. 

Henry Carter \ Eleanor Bradford, Tom's aunt. 

Phil Patten j- Juniors. Sally Prentiss. 

George Ropes j A Maid. 

Professor Peters. A Waiter. 

TWO STRIKES 

A Baseball Comedy in Two Acts 

By Thacher Howland Guild 
Six males, one female. Costumes modern; scenery, two interiors. Plays 
an hour and a quarter. Originally produced by The Mask and Bauble 
Society of The University of Illinois, and highly recommended for similar 
uses. Very easy to produce, all the parts of nearly equal opportunity, 
dramatic interest unusually strong ; an unusually well written piece with 
excellent character drawing. Can be relied upon to please. Royalty of 
$5.00 for each performance payable to the author. 
Price, 25 cents 

CHARACTERS 
Dean Thomas, Dean of under- Phil Hodge, a senior. 

graduates. Cap. Fosdick, of the team. 

Artie, his student office-boy. Eben Spaulding, Lari s uncle. 
Lan Spaulding, of the baseball Helen Hodge, Phil's sister. 

t£CL7?Z 

AN EQUAL CHANCE 

A Sketch in One Act 

Two male characters. Scenery unimportant ; modern costumes. Plays 
twenty minutes. A bright little rapid fire piece for two light comedy 
men. Light but keenly and continuously amusing. Just the thing to have 
ready for extemporaneous performance, since it requires neither scenery 
nor properties, and can be done in any costume. 
Price, 1$ cents. 



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THE COUNTRY MINISTER 

A Comedy Drama in Five Acts 

By Arthur Lewis Tubbs 
Eight males, five females. Costumes, modern ; scenery not difficult. 
Plays a full evening. A very sympathetic piece, of powerful dramatic in- 
terest ; strong and varied comedy relieves the serious plot. Ralph Un- 
derwood, the minister, is a great part, and Roxy a strong soubrette ; all 
parts are good and full of opportunity. Clean, bright and strongly recom- 
mended. Price, 25 cents 

THE TEASER 

A Rural Comedy in Three Acts 
By Charles S. Allen 
Four male, three female characters. Scene, an easy interior, the same 
for all three acts ; costumes, modern. Plays an hour and a half. An ad- 
mirable play for amateurs, very easy to get up, and very effective. Uraliah 
Higgins, a country postman, and Drusilla Todd are capital comedy parts, 
introducing songs or specialties, if desired. Plenty of incidental fun. 
Price, 25 cents 

THE HERO OF THE GRIDIRON 

A College Comedy in Five Acts 

By Estelle Cook 

Nine male, four, female characters and supernumeraries. Costumes, 

modem ; scenery, easy interiors and exteriors, not essential. Plays about 

t-wo hours. A successful farce suited to co-educational and other colleges ; 

very easy and remarkably effective in performance. Can be played only 

on payment of a royalty of $5 .00 for each performance to the author. 

Price, 25 cents 

MOSE 

A Comedy in Three Acts 

By C. W. Miles 
Eleven males, ten females. Scenery, two interiors ; costumes, modern. 
Plays an hour and a half. A lively college farce, full of the true college 
spirit. Its castas large, but many of the parts are small and incidental. 
Introduces a good deal of singing, which will serve to lengthen the per- 
formance. The inevitable football is an element of its story, but its 
strongest dramatic interest does not depend upon this. Recommended 
highly for co-educational colleges. 

Price, 75 cents 

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New Plays and Entertainments 

MISS FEARLESS & CO. 
A Comedy in Three Acts 

By Belle Marshall Locke 
Ten females. Scenery, two interiors; costumes modern. Plays a full 
evening. A bright and interesting play full of action and incident. Can be 
strongly recommended. All the parts are good. Sarah jane Lovejoy, Katie 
O'Connor and Euphemia Addison are admirable character parts, and Miss 
Alias and Miss Alibi, the " silent sisters," offer a side-splitting novelty. 
Price t 25 cents 

MRS. BRIGGS OF THE POULTRY YARD 

A Comedy in Three Acts 

By Evelyn Gray Whiting 
Four males, seven females. Scene, an interior; costumes modern. A 
domestic comedy looking steadfastly at the " bright side " of human 
affairs. Mrs. Briggs is an admirable part, full of original humor and 
quaint sayings, and all the characters are full of opportunity. Simply but 
effectively constructed, and written with great humor. Plays two hours. 
Price, 25 cents 

SCENES IN THE UNION DEPOT 

A Humorous Entertainment in One Scene 

By Laura M. Parsons 

Twenty-four males, eighteen females and eight children, but can be 

played by less if desired. Scenery unimportant ; costumes modern. Full 

of humorous points and chances to introduce local hits. Plays from an 

hour up, according to specialties introduced. 

Price, 2J cents 

A MODERN SEWING SOCIETY 

An Entertainment in One Scene 

By O. W. Gleason 

Fourteen females. Costumes modern ; no scenery required. May be 

easily presented on a bare platform. Plays forty-five minutes. A hu« 

morous picture of this much-abused institution, briskly and vivaciously 

written and full of " points." Its characters offer a wide variety of op* 

portunity for local hits and satire of local characters and institutions. 

Price, is cents 



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